"He killed the third?" the rickety old man looked at Su Moyu and was puzzled.

He was convinced that the young man in front of him was really young, rather than reserved.

But it's terrible that such a person actually killed the third child with similar cultivation accomplishments, and he doesn't seem to have been hurt.

"You two, I'll stop him. As for the launch of the sacrificial array, please!" the ghost clan leader said, blocking Su Moyu's face.

"All right!" the rest of the natural two elders had no other choice, so they just hardened their scalp and walked into the gloomy cave.

Su Moyu didn't stop this, because he could see clearly that only the head of the ghost family was the one with the strongest cultivation among the three.

He looked up and down at each other, and saw that the head of the ghost clan looked only about 40 years old, and his naked skin showed an unhealthy pallor.

It felt more like a floating corpse floating in the river for a few days.

At the same time, the head of the ghost clan was also looking up and down at Su Moyu. Suddenly, his eyebrows jumped and stretched out his hand towards Su Moyu.

This time, Su Moyu was slightly surprised and quickly flashed aside. However, to his surprise, the other party stretched out his hand without any aura fluctuation.

On the contrary, his body suddenly burst into a golden light and fell towards the other party's hand.

After the golden light fell on the hand of the leader of the ghost clan, his face suddenly sank, and his murderous spirit suddenly raged. Compared with before, he seemed to be a different person.

"You boy... It's you!" he said gnashing his teeth.

This time, Su Moyu was stunned. After looking at each other for a long time, he couldn't remember when he had seen him.

"What are you talking about?" Su Moyu wondered.

The ghost clan leader opposite took a few deep breaths to calm his mood a little. Then he turned to Su Moyu in a cold tone and said, "you boy, do you know the sickle ghost?"

"Sickle ghost?" Su Moyu was stunned. In a flash, he recalled the member of Tianmo Dao who was holding a sickle and forced himself to be dangerous many years ago.

After repeating the name several times, Su Moyu suddenly felt a move in his heart.

Thinking of the Hanging Ghost and the strong ghost I met last night, I suddenly realized the common ground of several people.

First, there is a ghost word at the end of the name.

Second, these people have very similar breath.

Last night, due to the hurry of the incident, Su Moyu only vaguely felt that there seemed to be a sense of deja vu on the Dali ghost, but he didn't remember it for a moment.

At this moment, I finally realized that the sickle ghost who died in his hand four years ago was actually a person of the ghost family.

At this time, the head of the ghost family over there put his hand into his sleeve and slowly pulled out a huge sickle. The style is really the same as that of the sickle ghost in those years.

But this shot is obviously much better.

"Sickle ghost is my youngest son!" said the head of the ghost clan.

This time, Su Moyu was stunned again. Unexpectedly, an old enemy in the past had such a big background.

But in a twinkling of an eye, Su Moyu's heart jumped and suddenly guessed something.

At this time, I heard the head of the ghost family continue to say, "our ghost family, different from ordinary humans, people of the same blood line will have a unique connection. But about four years ago, my connection with sickle ghost suddenly broke!"

He looked at Su Moyu, swept the sickle in his hand, and a cold wind rolled away towards Su Moyu.

"At that time, I knew he was dead, but I didn't want to admit it until now!" when he said this, he suddenly spread his hand and saw a golden light in his palm.

"This is the energy he left on you before he died, and it is also his last words in the world. Let me, the father, avenge him!" after all this, the murderous intention of the ghost clan leader burst out in an instant.

Su Moyu frowned gently and said, "revenge? Don't ask, why did I kill your son?"

The head of the ghost clan waved his sickle and said, "no matter why, you will die today!"

Su Moyu was annoyed. He thought that he had been clinging to himself since he first saw the sickle ghost.

He didn't provoke him at all, but he repeatedly killed himself several times. He killed him out of self-defense.

Su Moyu didn't understand the character of the sickle ghost.

Now, after seeing his unreasonable father, he finally understood something.

"Since you want to fight, I'll send you to meet your son!" Su Moyu's face sank and flattened the Styx River in his hand.

With his current strength, he does not think that people who have a quiet environment can block his attack.

"Heaven and earth are extremely fast!" Su Moyu whispered to himself. The next moment, the whole person disappeared in the same place.

The head of the ghost clan had no time to respond, so Su Moyu cut more than a thousand swords in an instant.

"Go and see your son," Su Moyu whispered.

But just then, he suddenly felt cold.

Suddenly, the head of the ghost clan in the distance threw the sickle in his hand and directly hit Su Moyu's head.

Su Moyu was surprised and quickly blocked the sickle with his sword, but the great power on the sickle still made his arms numb.

"How could it be? I've cut it!" he looked unbelievable and stared at the body of the ghost clan leader.

Under his gaze, the body he cut off more than a thousand swords suddenly broke into pieces, turned into a pool of water and fell on the ground.

"This......" Su Moyu was surprised and didn't understand why the other party was like this.

And just then, the sickle that was blown out was held in his hand with a bang.

Su Moyu turned his head and saw another figure not far behind him.

It's the head of the ghost clan!

"Separation?" Su Moyu asked hesitantly.

However, the head of the ghost clan did not answer Su Moyu's question, but took two fingers, grabbed Su Moyu in the distance, and whispered, "whirlpool strength!"

As soon as he spoke, Su Moyu felt a surprisingly powerful force under his feet and kept pulling himself down.

He quickly lowered his head, but saw light blue auras hovering under his feet!

At this time, I saw the presumptuous laughter of the head of the ghost clan and said, "boy, aren't you fast? I see where you're going now? Look at my amazing strength!"

With a violent drink from the head of the ghost clan, the sickle in his hand fell from top to bottom.

At the same time, a lot of strength, like a raging wave, kept pressing Su Moyu, and his breathing was about to stop.

Boom!

The sickle of the head of the ghost clan fell, and a huge wave really rose at the top of the mountain. The mountain standing on the sea of clouds collapsed in an instant.

"Did you escape?" he slowly took back his sickle and turned to look at Su Moyu behind him.

At this time, Su Moyu looked at the head of the ghost clan with a frightened face. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the attack just now.

"Can't you say..." he stared at the head of the ghost clan, but his eyes were full of excitement instead of fear.